In rehearsal with The Elevator Conspiracy a few months ago, we were mulling over one of our songs’ lyrics. Our singer at the time wanted to change them, but another member who helped to co-write the lyrics didn’t want them altered. The reason for maintaining the text was that by preserving the narrative, which was about a romantic connection, we would preserve the entire piece’s integrity, as the instrumental solos represented the release of the tension that built up throughout the story. By changing the text, we would therefore make the solos nonsensical in relation to the rest of the piece. Without thinking about it, I immediately broke out laughing, as did the rest of the group (save the defender of this argument), as all of this was news to us (who all helped to develop the song from its original fragment). My response, which was mostly met with agreement, was, “I think the solos make perfect musical sense where they are, regardless of lyrical content. It just sounds right.”
I was very thankful for this episode (despite the argument that followed), as it provided me with a perfect anecdote for my frustrations with Musicology. In the interest of full disclosure, I should say that I completed most of a musicology degree, but decided not to finish for a variety of reasons. While I was doing well in my coursework and diligently studying/researching, I gradually became less and less invested in the project (which, at its, core, I still very much champion). And, having eventually become at odds with my advisor and department, I decided it would be best to walk away and wash my hands of it (as opposed to picking another topic and starting from scratch), as my thesis was becoming something I wouldn’t be interested in reading, let along writing, and nothing I’d attach my name to to shop around for publication or doctoral work. That being said, I still have a deep appreciation for the field in general, and am pursuing my interests independently (for now), separate from academia.
My main musicological interests are American popular music, jazz since the 1960s, music and politics, and Wagner. Specifically, my primary topic of interest (and my thesis topic) is the Dave Matthews Band, and its unique place in contemporary popular culture as a commercial juggernaut as well as simultaneously being one of the most successful jam bands since The Grateful Dead. (This is a topic I’ve devoted a lot of time to already, and it will definitely be popping up again at some point.) “Popular Musicology,” as it’s now known, deals with popular music and is still pretty much in its infancy, dealing primarily with “the originals” (e.g., The Beatles, Pink Floyd) or highly controversial subjects such as Madonna. Because it’s not yet fully accepted by the musicology community at large, popular musicology often incorporates other disciplines to help prop it up. (This is because most musicologists, along with many popular musicologists to an extent, find the technical aspects of popular music far simpler than classical music, and therefore unable to focus primarily on the music. I take GREAT issue with this.)
Though I find incorporations of diverse disciplines healthy, it must be done in moderation. I read a number of works that decided to take a Marxist look at rock music, and some of the findings just gave me a headache from the constant rolling of my eyes. Rarely did I happen upon musical discourse. Instead, authors would often discuss everything but the music in an effort to make sense of it. For instance (briefly), are The Rolling Stones really an expression of capitalist control because their songs express false working-class sentiments? Or, could it be that their modest roots, along with their love of American blues and rhythm and blues have shaped their musical career more than any later success could? Going back to my original anecdote, I tend to think that musicology, more often than not, is averse to Ockham’s Razor. (“New Musicologists” Robert Walser and Susan McClary grapple this concept well in their article “Start Making Sense!: Musicology Wrestles With Rock,” from On Record: Rock, Pop, and the Written Word [Frith and Good, 1990].)
TOOL, one of my top five all-time favorites, hit the nail on the head with their lyrics from “Lateralus”: “Over-thinking [and] over-analyzing separates the body from the mind.” In this case, reading too much into music intellectually can actually dilute the music itself.